"Y/n!" your mom calls out. "We're heading out! Watch your siblings for us!"
You take your head from your boyfriend's lap. "What? Jungwon's here!"
"He can help, then," your dad says before leaving through the garage.
With a sigh, you get up from the couch and go over to your younger brother. You lift him from under his arms and place him next to Jungwon.
"Look, it's another boy! Maybe you two can be friends and just sit there and hang out, right?" you beg.
"Give me some candy!" your little brother demands.
"We don't have any candy. Do you want to watch a show?"
"I want candy!"
You huff and fold your arms, leaning against the armrest of the couch. Your little brother tugs on your sleeve to get your attention.
"We don't have any candy, I'm sorry!" you repeat. "Jungwon, please help me."
Jungwon's hands go to his cheeks, his lips pursing. He looks at you with those adorable kitten eyes.
"I don't know how to deal with a kid," he mutters. "I'm basically a kid, too."
His eyes light up.
"Hey, let's make Y/n take care of us!" Jungwon cheers and scoops up your brother.
Your brother squeals as Jungwon spins him around a few times before sitting on the floor. Jungwon lets your brother sit on his lap, holding on to Jungwon's sleeves.
"What should we ask Y/n to do?" Jungwon asks your brother.
"Hm... get us some candy!" he cheers.
"I said we don't have any candy, guys." You begin to get impatient despite their cuteness.
"Oh, well. I guess Y/n just has to give us a bunch of hugs now."
You feel your cheeks burn up as your little brother claps.
"Spin me around!" he demands. You obey and Jungwon claps as your brother nearly flies through the air. He lets go and lands on the bouncy couch cushions.
"Y/nnn," Jungwon calls as he sticks his arms out. Despite being embarrassed that your brother is watching, you wrap your arms over Jungwon's shoulders.
"Watch this!" he shouts as he lifts you up and spins you, just like you did with your little brother.
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"I've got to go, but I'll come over again soon! Bye little brother! Bye Y/n!"
"Jungwon, wait."
He turns around and tilts his head in question.
"I thought you were bad with kids?"
"I'm not?" he asks. You shake your head with a smile.
"Huh. Guess our future ones are lucky, huh?" he says before running out the door.
