Dream - Seventeen Ships

Helping you buddy

"Surprise, surprise". Soonyoung beams in the house with a wide grin and a cake in his hand.

"Owww cake". His sister cheered happily.

"Youngie, don't tell me you again went to that battle". Soonyoung's father shook his head.

"Aappa, it's your favourite cake". Soonyoung said avoiding the question.

"Youngie......."

"Aappa, I'm doing nothing wrong. I'm just using my talent". Soonyoung pouted.

"Yeobo, he is just dancing". His mother added.

"Not dancing, but betting Eomma and not to tell you, battling is illegal". Soonyoung's sister Soonji interrupted.

"Eomma, don't listen to her".

"If they get caught, they'll end up in jail". She again butt in.

Soonyoung's father looked at him. "Aappa, that'll never happen. Boss is really cautious about this matter. He'll never let his business ruin and you know why I'm doing it". Soonyoung pouted.

"But still Youngie, what if something happens to you?"

"Nothing going to happen to me, until I've my friends. Don't worry". Soonyoung told him with a grin.

"Owww enough. Honey, let's eat cake, it's your favourite". His mother said with a smile and they all focus on eating cake.

Seungcheol silently placed some money in his father's wallet before announcing his presence.

"Aappa, I'm home. See I have done grocery shopping". He said showing the bags.

"Hmmm put the fruits and vegetables in the refrigerator. Also heat the food, let's eat". His father said still repairing someone's car.

Seungcheol followed what his father had told him.

"Let's have dinner Aappa". His father nodded. Washing his hands and sitting on the floor, the food on the small table in front of him.

"Aappa, again this? I'm tired of eating this thrice a week now". Seungcheol whined.

"Then learn how to cook you brat. I don't have a lot of time to waste in cooking. Be greatful about it". His father said hitting his head with chopsticks.

"Ouch". Seungcheol pouted but ate the food.

"Tomorrow, I'll try to cook your favourite". His father mumbled in low tone.

"Yey, love you Aappa". Seungcheol cheered happily.

Mingyu sigh seeing the messy house. He put his bag on the small sofa and started to clean his small house. There is nothing much there actually. His small room, which feel smaller because of his height. Then his mother's room, in the opposite of his, where, there is always a smell of alcohol. A small kitchen and living room with few decorations and a TV.

Mingyu clean the house, then took shower and started to cook.

"What's my baby making?" His mom entered the house, where the aroma of tasty food was filled.

"Mum, you are back. Dinner will be done in no time. Go and fresh up". Mingyu told her with a smile. She nodded and went to her room.

"How was school?" His mother asked.

"It was good. How about work?" Mingyu replied.

"Don't even ask about it Gyu. My boss likes to take out his anger on us. Always shouting, that mother***** gonna die soon".