Beyond Imagination

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1 January 2018

"Wow."

"Wooww."

"WOW!!"

"WOOWWW!!"

"Oh my god, WOW!!"

"Oh my god, oh my god, WOW!!"

Hansung rolled his eyes with a grin, waving his hands in front of Junha and Banshin dismissively to shut them up. 

"No, seriously!! This is so awesome, how come you never made me a cake before?!" Banshin pretended to cry before stuffing his mouth with another piece of cake that Hansung had made for the three of them to celebrate the new year. 

"Haha, he made me many cakes before," Junha said, his eyes shining with mischief as he stuck his tongue out at Banshin. 

He didn't think it would actually make the man jealous, but it totally did. 

"I want more cake too," Banshin said, his face sour with an adorable pout on his lips. 

Hansung chuckled and smacked Junha on the back of his head. "Why are you becoming so bratty nowadays?!" he signed. Banshin laughed at that and stuck his tongue back out at Junha, making the actual kid among them pout..

Rolling his eyes, Hansung smacked Banshin on the back of his head as well. "This is all because of you. He's picking up that nasty brattiness all from you!!" 

"Hyung!!" Banshin gasped dramatically, his hand clutching at his heart. "How could you?! I'm a saint and you know that!!" 

"No, you are not," Junha chuckled.

"And how would you know that, young man?" 

"I just do," Junha said with a shrug and a smug smirk. 

Banshin narrowed his eyes at the boy. "You just wait and watch. The next time you come to me for help at school, I won't do it."

At that, Junha's eyes widened and he got off his dining chair, his hands flying forward to grab Banshin's arms. "No, no, Uncle Bannie, you are the saintest saint ever, I agree, please don't stop helping me!!" he begged, his eyes going wide and glistening with fake tears to give them the puppy-eye effect.

Banshin huffed and crossed his arms, closing his eyes as he firmly looked away from the almost-fourteen-year-old kid. 

"Aaaaahhhh," Junha stomped, whining as he let his limbs swing loosely on both sides, "Uncle Bannnniieeee!!!"

Hansung watched the exchange for a while, curious and amused, until he couldn't hold it in anymore. He waved his hand in front of both of their faces to grab their attention, but the two were so lost in their own thing that they didn't notice him. 

So he cleared his throat, his hand freezing above the table for a couple of seconds before he brought it down to knock on it. 

And it worked. 

Both the brats stopped their thing and turned to look at him. 

"What are you two even on about?" he asked. He wanted to know what help Banshin could even be offering Junha at school that made the boy so desperate just at the mention of 'not helping anymore'.

"Ahh," Junha looked like he suddenly realized he wasn't supposed to be doing this in front of Hansung. "N-Nothing, papa," he said, but it only made Hansung narrow his eyes at him. 

And all Hansung had to do was raise an eyebrow, looking remotely angry before both Banshin and Junha were scrambling to splutter the answer out. 

"I just help him at school sometimes when he needs it. That's it," Banshin said and threw an apologetic glance at Junha for having brought it up in the first place.