~At Chan's house~
-That evening-
~In the basement~
Thunder sat squished comfortably between Minyeo and Scout.
"Do you guys wanna go get ice cream?" Scout asked.
Thunder gulped, salivating as he imagined the taste.
"Yeah! We should!" Minyeo said.
"What about you guys?" Scout asked Poppy and Minam.
"We should totally do that." Poppy said.
"I always want ice cream." Minam said, smiling excitedly.
Thunder pursed his lips, looking down nervously. "Can I come?" He whispered.
Scout quickly nodded. "Of course you can!"
Minyeo looked over at her. "Is he allowed to come?"
"Why wouldn't he be?" Scout whispered awkwardly.
"I dunno. Doesn't he have a bedtime?"
"Oh." Scout hummed.
Minam spoke up. "Thunder, just go upstairs and ask Wolf hyung if you you can come with us."
"Okay..." Thunder whispered quietly, standing up and running over to the stairs.
~Upstairs~
Teddie sat on the couch with Praise beside him. He held her hand gently and stroked her thumb with his.
Wolf sat across from them, chatting about something amusing.
"Well, it's hard to tell." Praise said.
Teddie chuckled, sounding just like Hyunjin.
"Really?" Wolf asked. "Then if you had to guess, what would you say?"
Praise hummed. She looked between Wolf and Teddie. She laughed loudly. "Okay, I think you're older." She said to Wolf.
Wolf smirked victoriously.
"Hey!" Teddie whined, pouting at her.
She laughed again. "Was I wrong?!"
Teddie nodded with a childish whine.
"Well it's your fault! You act more immature!" She spat, rolling her eyes at him.
Teddie scoffed. "Excuuuse me? I am almost an entire month older!"
"One month?! That's it?! You wanted me to waste my time and guess who is older by ONE MONTH?!" She spat.
Juno, who was sitting on the chair, rolled his eyes. "You two sound like a couple of literal children when you argue about this."
Wolf snickered.
Teddie laughed.
Praise snorted. "How do you think I am going to explain to my father that I am courting a child?!" She said, flicking his hand away.
Teddie giggled.
Zoey, who was sitting in the other chair, feeding Noah, piped up. "You haven't told your parents?"
Praise sighed, putting on a more respectful tone to talk to Zoey. "I'm going to do so. It just has to be in a particular way."
"Her family is racist." Teddie said.
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Our Family
General Fiction*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...
