The En- Hearthrob😏 Toddlers👶

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Heeseung stood in the kitchen, staring at the dinner he had just prepared for the six toddlers who had taken over his life in the past week. He had been feeding them for days now, and each meal felt like running a marathon. Tonight, it was simple: mashed potatoes, chopped fruits, tiny chicken bites, and some veggie sticks—all things a 2-year-old should love.

But as he called, “Dinner time!” he already knew it wouldn’t be that easy.

As soon as his words echoed through the dorm, the chaos began.

Ni-ki, the quickest of the group, was already on the move. But instead of heading toward the dining table, he darted towards the living room, giggling. He had no intention of sitting down to eat without some fun first. Jake followed his lead, toddling away from the kitchen as fast as his little legs could carry him, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

Jay, who had been lounging on the couch like a mini-king, looked at Heeseung with a lazy expression, as if he hadn’t just heard the call for dinner. Instead, he buried his face in a pillow, ignoring Heeseung entirely.

Sunghoon, the little adventurer, looked at the food on the table and simply crossed his arms, his face scrunching up in defiance. “No!” he managed to mumble, his voice small but firm.

Jungwon was already busy pretending he didn’t understand anything at all. He kept playing with a random object he found on the floor, seemingly too absorbed to acknowledge Heeseung.

Sunoo, the quietest of the group, had retreated to a corner, eyeing the high chairs warily as if they were his worst enemy. He hated being strapped into the chair and was ready to run the moment Heeseung approached.

Heeseung sighed, rubbing his temples. This was going to be a battle.

“Alright, guys,” Heeseung said, his voice calm but stern. “Dinner time. No more running around.”

As if on cue, Ni-ki zoomed past him, shrieking with laughter as Jake joined in, both of them making a beeline for the hallway.

“That’s it,” Heeseung muttered under his breath. “They leave me no choice.”

He turned towards the others, who were now watching him carefully, sensing he was about to do something. Heeseung cleared his throat and raised his voice, adopting a more dramatic tone, “Well, I was thinking of taking you guys to the park tomorrow.”

He paused for effect. Six pairs of eyes slowly turned towards him.

“But…” Heeseung dragged out the word, noticing how all the boys had stopped in their tracks, curiosity lighting up their tiny faces. “Since you’re being bad boys and don’t want to eat, I guess we’ll just have to stay inside.”

Immediately, the mood in the room shifted. Ni-ki froze mid-giggle, his eyes widening in alarm. Jake’s mischievous grin melted into a frown as he processed the possibility of missing out on the park. Even Jay, who had been stubbornly ignoring him, sat up straighter, peeking over his pillow.

“No park?” Jungwon echoed in his baby voice, his eyes round and confused.

“Yep,” Heeseung continued, acting casual as he picked up a plate of food and placed it on the table. “No park for bad boys who don’t eat their dinner.”

The room was silent for a moment as the toddlers exchanged glances, their tiny brains working overtime. A visit to the park was like an adventure for them—a place with swings, slides, and the chance to run around freely. The thought of missing out was devastating.

Suddenly, Ni-ki was the first to cave. He toddled back towards the dining table, his lower lip jutting out in a pout. “Park,” he mumbled, his tiny hand pointing at the mashed potatoes.

“That’s what I thought,” Heeseung said, trying to hide his smile as he lifted Ni-ki into his high chair.

One by one, the others followed. Jake begrudgingly dragged his feet towards the table, his eyes narrowed as if he was still thinking about rebelling. But he let Heeseung lift him into the high chair anyway.

Jay climbed down from the couch slowly, clearly not thrilled, but the allure of the park was too strong. He plopped into his seat with a sigh, clearly still annoyed but compliant.

Sunghoon marched over, arms still crossed, but once he saw the chicken bites on his plate, his pout started to soften. Jungwon shuffled over, looking slightly confused but too curious about the park to resist.

Sunoo was the last holdout. He eyed the table nervously from his corner, his tiny hands gripping the edge of the toy he had been playing with. Heeseung squatted down to meet his eyes.

“You want to go to the park too, don’t you, Sunoo?” he asked gently.

Sunoo blinked at him, his big eyes full of hesitation. After a beat, he nodded, taking slow, careful steps towards Heeseung. Heeseung smiled, lifting the hesitant toddler into his high chair.

Finally, all six of them were seated.

Heeseung let out a relieved breath and sat down at the table himself. “Alright, time to eat, okay? The faster you eat, the sooner we can think about the park.”

The chaos returned almost instantly.

Ni-ki, with a spoon in his hand, decided that mashed potatoes looked much better on the floor than in his mouth, and promptly began dropping spoonfuls onto the ground.

Jake, never one to be outdone, picked up a piece of chicken and threw it across the table at Jungwon, who let out a tiny squeal and ducked.

“Hey! No food fights!” Heeseung called out, exasperated.

Sunghoon, meanwhile, had discovered that squishing his mashed potatoes with his fingers was infinitely more fun than eating them, while Jay, who was supposed to be eating his fruit, decided to stick grapes into his sippy cup instead.

Sunoo, of course, was still too shy to make a mess. He simply poked at his food cautiously, looking up at Heeseung every few minutes to make sure it was okay.

“Guys…” Heeseung groaned. “We can’t go to the park if you don’t eat!”

The mention of the park made them all pause for a moment, but only for a moment. Before Heeseung knew it, Ni-ki was trying to stand up in his high chair, and Jake was attempting to pass his veggies to Sunghoon, who was giggling like it was the best thing ever.

Heeseung buried his face in his hands. How do parents do this? he thought. But then he remembered their bright eyes and innocent faces, and he smiled despite the chaos. It was going to be a long night, but if anyone could get them through it, it was Heeseung—even if it meant no park tomorrow.

With one last sigh, Heeseung stood up to grab the broom, ready to clean up the mess while the boys continued their toddler antics.

If nothing else, it would make for an unforgettable dinner.

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**End.**

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