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Kim Rok Soo & Cale - Brothers Pt.2

Cale snuggled into his hyung, hiding in his strong arms. Kim Rok Soo was already leaning against the head board and protected them with a fluffy blanket. Their chests rising and falling in unison. The couch in the servant quarters were one of their favourite places to nap. Kim Rok Soo was already half-asleep, his hand petting his hair. 

He was eight when his mother died, nine when Basen joined their family, and now he was ten. Kim Rok Soo hoped that this would be the year he got a break. Cale had fallen asleep fast, his mouth open and snoring quietly. Kim Rok Soo laughed quietly.

Ron and Beacrox were busy, caring for Basen and his parents. Kim Rok Soo knew that Cale noticed the special care Violan was getting lately. The new dresses that hid her figure, her weird and interesting snack choices, the hundreds of kisses Deruth had been smothering her with.

But they hadn't said a word about it. Kim Rok Soo pulled him closer and closer until Cale was asleep against his chest. Kim Rok Soo hoped they would tell him, at least as a warning. He wasn't warned for the marriage, or the fact he'd get Basen as a little brother. If they at least said something, Cale might not be too surprised.

They both fell asleep easily, warmed by each other's bodies. 

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"Young Master? It's dinner time, and they've called for you." 

Cale gently woke up, a warm fatherly hand resting on his hand. He blinked awake, seeing Ron's kind smile. He liked waking up like this. He pulled himself away from his hyung's hold and held onto Ron's sleeve.

"Would you like a shower?" Ron spoke, watching Cale's reaction. The quiet nod made Ron smile softer. He walked with him to the bathroom and brought him a glass of cool water. While Cale settled in the bath, Beacrox splashed the rest of water jug on the top of Kim Rok Soo's face.

He smirked sadistically, as Kim Rok Soo jolted awake, looking like a wet cat. And then jumped again seeing Beacrox smile, mistaking him for his father. He clutched the wet shirt that clung to his chest and took long breaths.

"This is your damn couch." Kim Rok Soo cursed at him quietly, noting that Cale had left. Beacrox laughed before remembering what he was here for. 

"It's happening." His voice was solemn and serious. Kim Rok Soo acknowedged it with a light flicker of his eyes. So they were planning to tell him. That's good. Kim Rok Soo stood up, moving to his own bathroom and cleaning up. 

Beacrox waited outside the room and escorted him to the dining table, where Basen was already complained about the mushrooms. Deruth was laughing softly, his words soothing him through the chewing of mushrooms. Violan's plate was stock full of vegetables, meats and sweets.

Cale walked fast towards him, almost tackling him in a big hug. This got the rest of the family's attention, and they turned towards two boys standing in the hallway. Basen pushed Deruth's fork away and squirmed off of the chair. The six year old ran up to his hyung and pulled him to sit next to him.

Cale obediently followed, sitting in the seat where the second son often sat, and noticed how his family didn't comment on it. He smiled to himself, knowing this was essentially an admission of Basen being the heir. Kim Rok Soo stood behind him. 

Despite being the first genuine son in terms of age, he was not biolgically related to either. So he often ate alone, or with the Molans. After Cale's mother had died, then he started sitting with him too. But he never ate with the Henituses. Not at the same dinner table at least. 

"Roksu. Will you not sit down?" Violan gestured to the seat next to her and Deruth. Kim Rok Soo's eyes widened. Cale and Basen nodded enthusiastically and also pointed to the chair. Kim Rok Soo's eyes flicked over to Deruth, and noted the discomfort and cringe. But he didn't want to disturb a pregnant woman, and so he obediently sat.