"What do you think you are doing, Callen Crosman?"
Callen felt chills when he looked at his Hyunnie with such a cold stare. His beloved Hyunnie had just caught him drinking wine.
"I am fifteen?"
"So what?" Why does he sound so frightening?
Callen swallowed the liquor in his mouth and smiled as angelically as he could.
"That is not going to work on me right now."
Aw. His charms have matured as a result of his age.
It is no longer enough to appear holy and innocent.
"But, but, Mommy drank when he was ten!"
"Oh. Using your mommy as an excuse now?" Alver nags his younger brother, "Listen up young man, your mommy is his own creature, and definitely not a human to reckon with liquors. He is a drunkard monster! A freak of beverages!"
Is that how you insult your wife? Calken looked at his brother in disbelief. Urgh. His neck hurts because his brother is so tall and he is so small.
"But he can drink wine whenever he wants, and Grandpa Dee allows it."
"You are a kid."
"I am fifteen!"
"A child!"
Okay, Callen Crossman. With this one, your Hyunnie is not going to back down. Even his Oscar-winning platinum acting will no longer suffice.
I need to do a FAMAS award-winning performance.
"I am not going to work, Callen."
How did he figure out what I was thinking?
Alver smirked and turned to face his younger brother. "No liquor until you are forty."
Ah! What am I, a eunuch?!
"Stingy Hyunnie!" Callen exclaims before sprinting to Robbit. At the very least, he will get his way with Robbit. That brother of his is a simp!
However—
"No."
"No?"
"You are a child."
"Do not you love me?" he innocently asked, his lips pouty and puppy eyes wide.
"Oh, you know how much I love you, baby, but a no is a no; I will give you money, but liquor is a no."
But he wants to try liqour.
But—yet another but—that money appears appealing.
"Do not even think about giving him money," Helly said as he approached Callie and handed him lemon tea.
This third jerk of a brother assumed Callen enjoys lemon tea. The boy shook his head in disbelief.
"Stingy Hyung-nim's!!" he exclaims as he flees.
Who the hell wants lemon tea?
He made his way to the Royal Palace, where Zed Crossman was taking a stroll with the Mama Mia. (Amaia actually)
"Oh. Why is our good little Callie sulking!"
"Mama Mia! Callie is bullied by Hyunnie, Brother Ribbit, and Brother Helly!"
The Second Queen frowned. Those useless older brothers would never bully their beloved younger brother. Even Zed Crossman was dazzled.
"Callie asks if he can drink wine, but the Hyung-nims are stingy bullies!"
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Trash of the Royal Family (Ao3)
FanfictionKim Rok Soo wakes up as the Seventh Prince. His older brother is Alver Crossman. His Second brother is Robbit Crossman. His fucker brother was the third prince. and his father was Zed Crossman. Wow. what a perfect combination! COMPLETE