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"The audacity he has. To walk around acting like he's some type of saint, as if he's so humble and righteous!" Minho growled, pacing the room as Mirae nodded, not necessarily in agreement, but just in understanding.
"That brat called me a hypocrite! ME! How ridiculous!" Minho seethed.
"Well, you know-" Mirae started.
"No. Don't say anything about how I'm overreacting or jumping to conclusions!" Minho said, reading her mind.
Mirae sighed. "Fine. I won't say it. But I don't think that you were as calm as you said you were."
"And how would you know?" He questioned.
"Because I know you. You probably insulted him first, too." She said plainly.
"Still. He's completely lost it. His kids are obsessed with these legends, thinking they're true, and he's basically turned into a hippie... His kids are always talking. Always sharing their "opinions" as if they're adults. And did you see Juno's ear?" He asked, sounding appalled.
Mirae huffed. "Yes. I saw it."
"I can't believe he let his 14 year old child do that to himself. And yet he dares to criticize ME when clearly his moral standards are what's questionable."
"Oppa, you're being a grumpy old man. That's embarrassing for me." Mirae said. "I don't want people judging me for you being a grumpy old man."
Minho rolled his eyes. "And then he just walked away. Disrespectful brat."
"Okay, yes. He was rude. But you have to talk it out while we're still here." Mirae said.
"No. As he pointed out, him and I are completely different now. His way of thinking is clearly above mine. So I don't think I'll bother actually." Minho spat, finally getting into bed and turning off the light.
"Oppa, you're being stupid... In the morning, you're going to remember that your family is your pride and joy, and you're going to feel like a jerk." Mirae whispered, also sliding into bed.
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"He is completely and totally unreasonable! I tried in every way possible to remain calm and not be judgemental, and still, he starts calling me delusional, naive, stupid, EVERY insult you can think of, and then has the AUDACITY to call ME Disrespectful. ME?!" Hyunjin ranted, pacing back and forth in the bedroom.
JoJo sighed.
"Then he went on and on about how my life was so easy in comparison to his, and that's why I'm able to live in this fantasy world, because I'm out of touch with reality." Hyunjin explained, sitting on the bed like a hurt puppy.
"So what did you do?" JoJo asked.
"I told him that he was full of himself and didn't want to believe in a higher power than his own self. . . And then I basically walked away." Hyunjin sighed.
Out of nowhere, Juno burst into the room. "Dad! I can't believe you."
"Excuse me?! For someone who throws a tantrum when people walk into his room without permission, it's brave to be standing outside, listening in on a private conversation, and then barge in unannounced!" Hyunjin scolded.
"I can't believe you would be so disrespectful to Minho Samchon!" Juno spat.
JoJo sighed. "Junny, come sit down."
"I'm sorry, what?" Hyunjin asked, turning to JoJo.
JoJo put her hand out. "Just calm down."
"He is not joining this conversation." Hyunjin snorted.
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Fanfiction*Sequel* What would it be like to be the patriarch of a family of eight boys? Christopher knows all too well. His parents were out of the picture at a young age, and since then, he's been in charge of the family. He's raised his brothers as if they...
