Summary: Jeongin is all grown up, and he wants to prove it by introducing his partner to his older brothers, Chan and Minho.
Disclaimer: even though they pretend to "hate" each other, they love each other to death (same goes for their parents even though they aren't shown in the story, but it's just my own trauma, so let's leave it like this).
Also, Minho is slightly "out of character". I don't do that often, but this time I just felt like writing him this way...
Jeongin
Jeongin doesn't know what he wants more, to hug his brothers or to kill them and run away.
Being the youngest sibling is hard, Jeongin was quick to realise that. But being the youngest after two more boys is even harder.
Being out of age and living with two brothers is so hard, Jeongin doesn't even have words to describe it.
At first, he thought it was a good idea, to introduce you, his partner, to his brothers. He could've not agreed he thought that way EVER. He didn't need his brothers' opinion on you as well, he knew who you were, it was enough for him to choose you.
And still, he wanted them to know. About you, about you both being together, being all adults and stuff.
He was so embarrassed just by this thought and still, he wanted to show you off, to show his relationships and, of course, to show himself. To prove he was old enough, he was serious, thank you very much.
But being in that hurricane of feelings, he completely forgot about who his brothers were.
"Please," Jeongin isn't sure how many times he already said that damn "please" today, but he's willing to repeat himself as many times as need just so his brothers will understand him. "Don't. Fucking. Embarrass me."
"Language, Innie, baby," the dimpled smile one of the boys sends him looks so sweet, Jeongin feels his teeth aching.
This is Chan. The oldest. The biggest pain in Jeongin's ass.
So grown-up, so responsible, so perfect. The number one student, the number one worker, the number one son. Jeongin decided not to go against him when he was 4, and his parents were gushing about how 9 years old Channie was having great marks at school.
No hate though, Jeongin loves his hyung, it's just—
Now the said Channie is washing the dishes after their Friday night dinner, the responsible one in this strange family. And sometimes this responsibleness makes Jeongin want to throw up.
"Channie-hyung is right, sweetheart, pay attention to what you are—"
Minho. The most beautiful boy on the earth.
Jeongin won't admit it even under torture, and still, he thinks his second brother is extremely beautiful.
And as well, he's extremely annoying, a lot bitchy and sarcastic. Jeongin thinks he's more like Minho than Chan because Chan is too kind and too generous, and he and Minho are just two little bitches. (Still, Minho is more of a bitch than he is.
Of course, Jeongin can be a bitch as well.)
"Oh, shut up, I'm legal," he smirks at that, showing a tongue to Minho who's sitting on the kitchen counter, ignoring Chan's not so subtle annoyed glances. "I can drink in front of you, and you won't have a right to say a word."
"Apple juice, I hope," Chan mutters, but quickly shuts up after Jeongin sends him an unflattering glare. "Sure, sure, whatever you want, baby."
Jeongin hates it when they baby him. And he needs to remind himself that it's exactly why he wants to do this, to introduce you to his brothers, to show him he's grown up.
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Stray Kids one shots #2 || honeyndwild
FanfictionMy second collection of stray kids stories🤗